Chapter 19

“Is everything okay?” Sommar asked, alarm on his face.

Sartin grinned. “Yes, but neither of us can return to Winter beach with our dicks sticking out.”

Sommar returned the grin. The two headed back. Once in the cove, Sartin gave Sommar a quick peck on the lips and sent him on his way. Sartin remained, treading water, until Sommar’s dark figure made it back to his pod, then turned over on his back, and flicked in the night to keep him afloat.

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